Smile // GOT7 Jinyoung

17. Cold

"You're body temperature is high." I hear him say.

"So that's why I feel cold." I chuckle sadly.

"Here." He says, removing his jacket and putting it on the frame of my shoulders. "It's not much but you can manage, right?"

"Are you kidding? This means a lot. Thank you." I gave him a toothy grin.

He smiled back and grabbed my hand intertwined it to his. I got a little bit surprised but I let it go.

"Why were you there? At that little corner? In the middle of the night?" He finally asks after a few minutes of silence.

"Well, I was at the café with - oh my god! Jiwon!" I shout, realizing that I left her there alone at this time of the night.

I tried to get out of his grip on my hand but he just took hold of it tighter.

"She probably left by now." He says, keeping a straight face which I couldn't read.

We need to walk a few minutes more to reach my house. Did I not mention the fact that we're walking extremely slow? That adds more minutes to that.

I feel my stomach turning. Oh god I feel sick.

I ran to the side of the street just to find myself puke. I'm really not feeling well.

"Are you okay?" I hear his soft voice behind me, feeling his hands caress my back.

"Yeah. Let's keep going." I say, going back to the sidewalk.

The entire way back home was quiet. No one spoke a word. He's just there, walking with me, making sure I'm safe and alright. I liked the silence. It's somewhat soothing.

We reached my house and I took out my key, but before I could slide it in the keyhole, the gate swung open and there stood a middle aged woman. Someone too familiar.

"Mom." I managed to say, my voice breaking because of my condition.

I didn't hear an answer from her. She just embraced me in a tight hug.

We hugged for a good two minutes, just in the same position, no one talked.

Mom pulled off the hug and took a good look at me.

"You look horrible." My mom noted.

"I know." I agreed.

"Come inside, the both of you. Have some hot chocolate before you go, Jinyoung." My mom says.

I saw the surprised expression on Jinyoung's face when he heard his name come out of my mom's mouth, but he let go easily and went in with us.

"Sit and wait there. I'll go get the drinks." Mom pointed to the living room sofa. We both obeyed politely.

I'm still freezing cold. I remember the talk I had with Jiwon a while ago. And that reminds me.

"Jinyoung-ah." I whisper quietly, trying hard to speak.

"Hmm?" He put all his attention and glances to me, beside him.

"I gave Jiwon my spot for our prod. She will be your partner for the performance." I say.

His eyes went wide. "What?!"

"I gave it to her." I reply.

"Why did you do that?" The shocked expression still showing on his face.

"Because she was asking fo-" He cut me off.

"You shouldn't have. Tell her you're taking it back." He demanded, his voice raising a little.